lirik lagu tee grizzley – g7
[intro]
g7
(j.r.)
ayy
when you gettin’ a couple dollars, they gon’ always try to plot
they gon’ overdose on liquor, we got seven hundred shots, n~gga (add that sh~t up, n~gga)
ayy, y’all need to stop tellin’ and let the police do they— (b~tch)
[verse 1]
i can’t go nowhere without the glock (i need that)
call gervonta davis if you tryna fight, i don’t box (i don’t do that)
i been bustin’ chains down the lot (bust ’em down)
you know me without no ice like a gang member without no opps (i gotta have it)
when you worth a couple dollars, they gon’ always try to plot (okay)
they gon’ overdose on liquor, we got seven hundred shots (come on)
need an underground bunker if i send ‘еm down your block (get low)
i wish y’all would stop tellin’ and let thе police do they job (rat~ass n~gga)
i ain’t fly on a plane ’til i was an adult
but my son was on a pj before he knew how to walk (for real)
i ain’t start buyin’ properties ’til i was twenty~six
but my son had real estate before he knew how to go p~ss, b~tch (big facts)
[chorus]
they say i changed, b~tch, i did (i did)
they say i spent too much on the chain, b~tch, i did (i did)
they say i cut off half my gang, b~tch, i did (i did)
play and you gon’ get it close range, yes, you is, n~gga (buh, buh, buh)
they say they ain’t in it for the fame, but they is (they is)
lot of n~ggas say they ain’t no lames, but they is (they is)
said f~ck me when i wasn’t gettin’ paid, yes, they did (they did)
now i’m sayin’, “f~ck ’em,” leave ’em in the rain, on my kids, n~gga (f~ck ’em)
[verse 2]
i’ma cut you off, i see you do some fake sh~t to somebody else (no cap)
’cause you would do that same sh~t to me, go work on yourself (b~tch)
if i’m showin’ up, i need a bag, i don’t work for my health (i need it)
if i cut you off, it’s f~ck you in this life and after death (f~ck you)
told my shooter i ain’t f~ckin’ with him if a shot miss (one shot)
if i took it, that ain’t yours no more, boy, that’s my sh~t (that’s mine)
i don’t care if she your baby mama, boy, that’s my b~tch (my b~tch)
you came with me, but you ain’t gettin’ sh~t, this is my l!ck (f~ck on)
i been realizin’ a few of my mistakes
i was feedin’ n~ggas when they wasn’t worthy of a plate
why give that boy a brick? he ain’t gon’ do right with an eighth
i got white people workin’ for me in honor of the slaves, n~gga
[chorus]
ayy, they say i changed, b~tch, i did (i did)
they say i spent too much on the chain, b~tch, i did (i did)
they say i cut off half my gang, b~tch, i did (i did)
play and you gon’ get it close range, yes, you is, n~gga (buh, buh, buh)
they say they ain’t in it for the fame, but they is (they is)
lot of n~ggas say they ain’t no lames, but they is (they is)
said f~ck me when i wasn’t gettin’ paid, yes, they did (they did)
now i’m sayin’, “f~ck ’em,” leave ’em in the rain, on my kids (f~ck ’em)
[outro]
f~ck all them n~ggas
all of ’em
g7, n~gga
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